The build up and the Rumble

Well , I survived the wedding weekend.  I am using the term "survived" very losely.  The wedding was all that a wedding can be.  I am sure that for many other guests and the Bride and Groom, it was a  lovely time.  I on the other hand was running around at the last minute with little details.  And just when I thought that all was well my son, the ring barer had a melt down right down the ailse.  I have to admidt that all I could do was laugh.  We have all seen this before and it never gets old.  I was expecting better from my son.  He showed no signs of the impending meltdown.

We all enjoyed staying in the hotel with the pool.  It was very relaxing to soak my aching feet.  The children liked rolling out of bed and going for a swim.  Max loved how the hotel was Northwoods themed and there was wildlife every where you looked.

We drove home on Sunday and unpacked.  I was off on Monday and hoping to unwind.  I felt completely overwhelmed by the cleaning that needed to be done and all that needed to be prepared for the baby.  The children were quite sick of each other and couldn't manage to remember how to play nicely with one another.  I think that I lost my mind.  I just let them have it.  I had children in every available corner and almost lost my voice for the yelling.  You might think that this was the "rumble".  Well, it was not.  I proceeded to go into my bedroom and let my self have it for letting my self loose control.  I was quite disgusted with my own behavior.  After about ten minutes I began to feel myself agian and went on to finishing the cleaning.

Thank God for the prayer that can even lift Supervillian to be a Supermom.